Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Panama and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sam Rivers to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rakim. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soul II Soul,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Trumans Water,
Tim Buckley,
Hashim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gories,
The Fall,
Royal Trux,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Invisible,
Radio Birdman,
Roy Ayers,
Donald Byrd,
Jandek,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blossom Toes,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amon Düül II,
Joyce Sims,
The Kinks,
Massinfluence,
The Neon Judgement,
The Martian,
Japan,
Barry Ungar,
Darondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxette,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Moleskins,
Gichy Dan,
The Residents,
Qualms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Names,
Desert Stars,
Faraquet,
The Music Machine,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Mills,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Wyatt,
Aswad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Letta Mbulu,
Steve Hackett,
Funky Four + One,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.